Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dude Looks Like A Lady ❯ Chapter Sixteen ( Chapter 16 )
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By: Ravenpan 
"OUT OUT OUT OUT OUT!!!" Trunks threw a baseball at her sister, missing.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Comedy | Type: Revenge Fic | Uploaded On: 06.28.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 587 | Status: Work In Progress
"OUT OUT OUT OUT OUT!!!" Trunks threw a baseball at her sister, missing.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Comedy | Type: Revenge Fic | Uploaded On: 06.28.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 587 | Status: Work In Progress
Innocence is Futile.
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Sixteen
October 24 (monday)
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Trunks was home alone, as Goten had already left for work, still resting in bed.
There was knocking on the door. "Who is it!" Trunks called, hauling herself out of bed, throwing on a yukata and shuffing toward the door tiredly.
"It's your baby siiisterrrr," called a singsong chipper voice.
Trunks groaned, "You're skipping school to make my life miserable again, aren't you? For the last time, No I don't want to go to the spa!!" she called through the door.
"It's senior cut day, and I just wanted to spend it with my favourite big brother turned sister.
"I'm your ONLY Big brother turned sister," Trunks groaned, opening the door and leaning on it. "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to spend the day, see if you needed anything," she looked all innocent. From a bag she was carrying, the destinctive smell of everything bagles wafted into the apartment.
"Bra... I do..." she put a hand over her mouth and turned, running back for the bathroom, looking distinctly green.
Bra chuckled evilly and just came in, shutting the door behind her.
The sound of Trunks emptying her stomach came from her bathroom and Bra just sat there, humming merrily to herself.
Trunks finally reappeared, after a good mouthwashing and glared at her. "I have the flu, you don't want it, get out."
"You know it's bad for you to get the flu when you're PREGNANT!"
Trunks paled, "Who told."
"Oh... a little birdie told me."
"I'm going to kill Pan Son, excuse me," Trunks started to go.
"No, you've gotta tell me all about Goten and what he's like - cause I've got bets with girls at school-"
"Get out."
"No."
"Get out."
"No."
"Get out or I swear it Bra, I'll... I don't know, vomit on you or something." Trunks scowled.
"Oooo, I'm scared. Look at me, I'm shaking, c'mon you have to tell me, you're my big brother turned sister, you're supposed to TEACH me these things."
"No."
"Come on... otherwise I'm going to tell EVERYONE."
"Fine... A Completely Different Saiyajin."
"Really?"
Trunks blushed.
"What'd you do? C'mon."
"I got pregnant, obviously."
"I know that, but I mean... what'd you DO."
"Had sex."
"I mean, but where did you do it, and how, and did you use any toys or anything?"
"On a bed, the usual way, and no, will you GET OUT!?!" She shrieked.
"I mean, with you, there is no usual way. Were you on top, was he, c'mon Trunks, I need to KNOW these things. I've got BETS going!"
"BETS!?!?"
"Yeah, y'know, I'm gonna make money offa you so I can get you a good baby shower present."
"Out."
"No."
"Now."
"You can't make me because I'm stronger than you now, thbbbt!" she flailed her arms out on the couch, daring her to try.
"ARRAUGH! You know, stress isn't good for the baby either, dear sister."
"I'm only gonna give you a hard day today, that's all... and tomorrow maybe...."
Trunks turned and grabbed the phone," Out or I'll call the police."
"Oh MOM will LOVE that, you calling the police on your little sister..."
Trunks fumed and started dialing.
"You go do that, I'm gonna make some onion bagle with tunafish and anchovies."
The phone fell to the floor as Trunks ran back to the bathroom.
Bra clapped her hands, "I'm going to love the next nine months," she said happily to herself, going to the kitchen to get a soda.
It wasn't long before Trunks reappeared, and hit the quickdial.
"Who'ya calling, sis..."
Trunks didn't answer, waiting for the hospital pharmacy to pick up.
"Sataan City hospital pharmacy, Goten speaking, how can I help you?" Goten answered.
"Kill my little sister."
"I don't think that's legal, Trunks. What's wrong?"
"She's here, she won't leave, and she brought damn everything onion bagles and..." Trunks groaned starting to feel ill again.
Goten rolled his eyes, "put her on the phone."
Trunks grinned and held the phone out, "Braaaa, telephone."
"Is it your LOVER!?" Bra asked, loud enough so Goten could hear over the phone.
Trunks threw the phone at Bra and just screamed.
"Bra, why are you bugging your brother."
"You mean my SISTER."
"Whatever. WHY?"
"Well, I just wanna find out how good in bed you are."
Goten's eyes popped wide open. "That's none of your business!"
"Oh, but it is, you knocked my big brother-turned-sister up - I have to be the protective little sister!"
"OUT OUT OUT OUT OUT!!!" Trunks threw a baseball at her sister, missing.
"Bra, will you just go home, it's obvious she doesn't want you there."
"Well, I'll go home as soon as she tells me how good you are in bed, and all the details."
Trunks grabbed the butcher knife and started stalking toward her sister with murder in her eyes.
Bra laughed, taking off into the air and dangled out of Trunks's reach, still on the phone.
Trunks just screamed again in frustration. "Get the hell outta my HOUSE!!"
Goten looked around, seeing that he was the only one in the pharmacy, and dropped his voice a register. "I took her hard and slow, all night long - until she was screaming for mercy. Even then I didn't stop." He changed back to his normal tone, "Is that what you wanted to hear?"
Bra's face turned bright red.
Trunks saw that and just started to cry, "Damnit!"
"Will you leave now?" Goten's voice was all light and sweet.
"You're gross, Goten!" She threw the phone back at Trunks.
Trunks fumbled for it and put it to her ear, "What did you tell her?"
"What she wanted to hear."
"You didn't."
"Well not necessarily what happend, I just told her what she wanted to hear."
"Goten...."
"What?"
"Do I have to kill you later?"
"No, I'm sure you can find more creative ways to punish me," there was a smirk on his face, and in his voice. "I have to go back to work now."
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
"Fine I'm a liar, thanks for nothing," she hung up on him.
Bra slowly hovered down, sitting on the couch and looking at Trunks in amazement.
"What, aren't you gone yet?"
"I can't believe I lost the bet!"
"What... was the bet.... and with WHO."
"My bet with Pan... and I bet that it was YOUR fault, and you're the one who talked GOTEN into it!"
"Well I didn't, now will you please leave my nonexistant sex life alone?"
Bra just sat there, looking at Trunks.
Trunks moved and flopped into a chair, pulling her yukata closely around her and hugging a pillow. "What."
"Was it worth it?"
"Was what worth it?"
"You know... getting pregnant and everything. Was it worth it?"
Trunks just shrugged.
"So he sucks in bed."
Trunks got an evil smile, hoping this would chase her sister out of the apartment. "Actually no, I do."
"You mean after all the women you slept with, you didn't learn anything?"
"Let me repeat... I do suck... hard... and good... and deep...." she smirked.
"Can you teach me?!"
"NO!"
"C'mon, Trunks! I mean... if you... you could teach me how to do it and not get pregnant!"
"No."
"C'mon Trunks!"
"Bra... it was a one time thing, and I only did what I liked when I was a guy so fuck off, and get out, and leave me the hell alone!" She burst into tears.
"Fine.. but I'll be back tomorrow!"
"I won't be here."
"Where you gonna go?"
"Like I'm gonna tell you."
"I'll find you, because I can still read ki."
"You forget, I'm a human now, and one weaker than Videl or Mom or Chichi... it's like searching for a needle in the haystack... without a magnet."
"But I have a magnet, it's called your blood. Plus, I can just search for my little niece or nephew!" she went over and rubbed Trunks's belly.
"Damnit, I didn't think about that apart." Trunks slapped at Bra's hand, "Just leave me alone."
"You don't love me anymore."
"That's right, I don't."
"Oooo, you're getting all hormonal now, and soon you're going to blow up to be a big balloon!"
"OUT!!!!"
"Fine, but I'll bring doughnuts for you next week!" bra laughed and left.
Trunks got up and locked the door, and the balcony, before going to her room and changing.
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EVENING
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Goten had a pretty normal day, and acted like a normal human being, walking up the stairs and going to the front door. He put his key in the lock, opened it, then noticed the twenty-seven other keyholes and just raised his eyebrow. He tried the door, and couldn't get in, not without breaking it anyhow. So, he pushed the doorbell.
"I SWEAR IT, BRA, IF YOU DON'T STOP I'LL LOCK YOU IN THE ROOM OF SPIRIT AND TIME FOR A YEAR, AND DON'T THINK I WON'T!"
"It's not Her..." Goten called out in a tired voice.
Twenty-seven clicks later, the door opened. "Come in," she grumbled, pulling him through the door, closing it and locking it all the way back up. When Goten looked to the Balcony, he saw it was blocked by a large set of oak doors, also bearing twenty eight locks each.
"I take it she didn't leave right away?"
"No. And she came back."
"She probably came back after she came to visit me, at work," he tossed his bag aside, kicked off his shoes and flopped onto the couch.
"What'd she want from YOU, a quick lay?" Trunks crossed her arms.
"Actually, she wanted to know how good you are as a female."
Trunks turned crimson and headed into the kitchen to finish supper.
"She said something about how she's bringing lolly pops for you to teach her something tomorrow." he smirked.
Pans slammed on the stove.
"You do realise that if you teach her this, your father's going to kill you."
"He won't kill me until I've had the brat."
Goten blinked. "Brat?" He raised his eyebrows in concern.
"Child, spawn, legacy, baby, whatever," more pans slammed.
"Will it make you feel better if I told you I drugged her."
There was several moments of silence... a giggle, and Trunks's head popped out from the kitchen as she pushed an errant lock behind her ear. "You drugged her?"
"Well, when she told me about the lollypop, I got some of the organic over the counter sleeping pills, and told her that if she took two of them before she came over to visit you, it would help relax her thraot... I didn't tell her it would relax everything."
Trunks laughed, "You didn't!" She came over to stand by him, as though being closer would verify truth.
Goten shrugged, "Listen, she was bugging me at work, she wouldn't shut up, I had to do something!"
"I love you!" Trunks laughed hugging him and giving him a good kiss on the mouth before going back to the kitchen to whistle while finishing up supper.
Goten opened his eyes a moment in shock, then smirked slightly, a bit more than a smile, then headed back into the livingroom whistling.
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Dude Looks Like A Lady
By Raven Pan and Alison Sky
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Chapter Sixteen
October 24 (monday)
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Trunks was home alone, as Goten had already left for work, still resting in bed.
There was knocking on the door. "Who is it!" Trunks called, hauling herself out of bed, throwing on a yukata and shuffing toward the door tiredly.
"It's your baby siiisterrrr," called a singsong chipper voice.
Trunks groaned, "You're skipping school to make my life miserable again, aren't you? For the last time, No I don't want to go to the spa!!" she called through the door.
"It's senior cut day, and I just wanted to spend it with my favourite big brother turned sister.
"I'm your ONLY Big brother turned sister," Trunks groaned, opening the door and leaning on it. "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to spend the day, see if you needed anything," she looked all innocent. From a bag she was carrying, the destinctive smell of everything bagles wafted into the apartment.
"Bra... I do..." she put a hand over her mouth and turned, running back for the bathroom, looking distinctly green.
Bra chuckled evilly and just came in, shutting the door behind her.
The sound of Trunks emptying her stomach came from her bathroom and Bra just sat there, humming merrily to herself.
Trunks finally reappeared, after a good mouthwashing and glared at her. "I have the flu, you don't want it, get out."
"You know it's bad for you to get the flu when you're PREGNANT!"
Trunks paled, "Who told."
"Oh... a little birdie told me."
"I'm going to kill Pan Son, excuse me," Trunks started to go.
"No, you've gotta tell me all about Goten and what he's like - cause I've got bets with girls at school-"
"Get out."
"No."
"Get out."
"No."
"Get out or I swear it Bra, I'll... I don't know, vomit on you or something." Trunks scowled.
"Oooo, I'm scared. Look at me, I'm shaking, c'mon you have to tell me, you're my big brother turned sister, you're supposed to TEACH me these things."
"No."
"Come on... otherwise I'm going to tell EVERYONE."
"Fine... A Completely Different Saiyajin."
"Really?"
Trunks blushed.
"What'd you do? C'mon."
"I got pregnant, obviously."
"I know that, but I mean... what'd you DO."
"Had sex."
"I mean, but where did you do it, and how, and did you use any toys or anything?"
"On a bed, the usual way, and no, will you GET OUT!?!" She shrieked.
"I mean, with you, there is no usual way. Were you on top, was he, c'mon Trunks, I need to KNOW these things. I've got BETS going!"
"BETS!?!?"
"Yeah, y'know, I'm gonna make money offa you so I can get you a good baby shower present."
"Out."
"No."
"Now."
"You can't make me because I'm stronger than you now, thbbbt!" she flailed her arms out on the couch, daring her to try.
"ARRAUGH! You know, stress isn't good for the baby either, dear sister."
"I'm only gonna give you a hard day today, that's all... and tomorrow maybe...."
Trunks turned and grabbed the phone," Out or I'll call the police."
"Oh MOM will LOVE that, you calling the police on your little sister..."
Trunks fumed and started dialing.
"You go do that, I'm gonna make some onion bagle with tunafish and anchovies."
The phone fell to the floor as Trunks ran back to the bathroom.
Bra clapped her hands, "I'm going to love the next nine months," she said happily to herself, going to the kitchen to get a soda.
It wasn't long before Trunks reappeared, and hit the quickdial.
"Who'ya calling, sis..."
Trunks didn't answer, waiting for the hospital pharmacy to pick up.
"Sataan City hospital pharmacy, Goten speaking, how can I help you?" Goten answered.
"Kill my little sister."
"I don't think that's legal, Trunks. What's wrong?"
"She's here, she won't leave, and she brought damn everything onion bagles and..." Trunks groaned starting to feel ill again.
Goten rolled his eyes, "put her on the phone."
Trunks grinned and held the phone out, "Braaaa, telephone."
"Is it your LOVER!?" Bra asked, loud enough so Goten could hear over the phone.
Trunks threw the phone at Bra and just screamed.
"Bra, why are you bugging your brother."
"You mean my SISTER."
"Whatever. WHY?"
"Well, I just wanna find out how good in bed you are."
Goten's eyes popped wide open. "That's none of your business!"
"Oh, but it is, you knocked my big brother-turned-sister up - I have to be the protective little sister!"
"OUT OUT OUT OUT OUT!!!" Trunks threw a baseball at her sister, missing.
"Bra, will you just go home, it's obvious she doesn't want you there."
"Well, I'll go home as soon as she tells me how good you are in bed, and all the details."
Trunks grabbed the butcher knife and started stalking toward her sister with murder in her eyes.
Bra laughed, taking off into the air and dangled out of Trunks's reach, still on the phone.
Trunks just screamed again in frustration. "Get the hell outta my HOUSE!!"
Goten looked around, seeing that he was the only one in the pharmacy, and dropped his voice a register. "I took her hard and slow, all night long - until she was screaming for mercy. Even then I didn't stop." He changed back to his normal tone, "Is that what you wanted to hear?"
Bra's face turned bright red.
Trunks saw that and just started to cry, "Damnit!"
"Will you leave now?" Goten's voice was all light and sweet.
"You're gross, Goten!" She threw the phone back at Trunks.
Trunks fumbled for it and put it to her ear, "What did you tell her?"
"What she wanted to hear."
"You didn't."
"Well not necessarily what happend, I just told her what she wanted to hear."
"Goten...."
"What?"
"Do I have to kill you later?"
"No, I'm sure you can find more creative ways to punish me," there was a smirk on his face, and in his voice. "I have to go back to work now."
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
"Fine I'm a liar, thanks for nothing," she hung up on him.
Bra slowly hovered down, sitting on the couch and looking at Trunks in amazement.
"What, aren't you gone yet?"
"I can't believe I lost the bet!"
"What... was the bet.... and with WHO."
"My bet with Pan... and I bet that it was YOUR fault, and you're the one who talked GOTEN into it!"
"Well I didn't, now will you please leave my nonexistant sex life alone?"
Bra just sat there, looking at Trunks.
Trunks moved and flopped into a chair, pulling her yukata closely around her and hugging a pillow. "What."
"Was it worth it?"
"Was what worth it?"
"You know... getting pregnant and everything. Was it worth it?"
Trunks just shrugged.
"So he sucks in bed."
Trunks got an evil smile, hoping this would chase her sister out of the apartment. "Actually no, I do."
"You mean after all the women you slept with, you didn't learn anything?"
"Let me repeat... I do suck... hard... and good... and deep...." she smirked.
"Can you teach me?!"
"NO!"
"C'mon, Trunks! I mean... if you... you could teach me how to do it and not get pregnant!"
"No."
"C'mon Trunks!"
"Bra... it was a one time thing, and I only did what I liked when I was a guy so fuck off, and get out, and leave me the hell alone!" She burst into tears.
"Fine.. but I'll be back tomorrow!"
"I won't be here."
"Where you gonna go?"
"Like I'm gonna tell you."
"I'll find you, because I can still read ki."
"You forget, I'm a human now, and one weaker than Videl or Mom or Chichi... it's like searching for a needle in the haystack... without a magnet."
"But I have a magnet, it's called your blood. Plus, I can just search for my little niece or nephew!" she went over and rubbed Trunks's belly.
"Damnit, I didn't think about that apart." Trunks slapped at Bra's hand, "Just leave me alone."
"You don't love me anymore."
"That's right, I don't."
"Oooo, you're getting all hormonal now, and soon you're going to blow up to be a big balloon!"
"OUT!!!!"
"Fine, but I'll bring doughnuts for you next week!" bra laughed and left.
Trunks got up and locked the door, and the balcony, before going to her room and changing.
()()()
EVENING
()()()
Goten had a pretty normal day, and acted like a normal human being, walking up the stairs and going to the front door. He put his key in the lock, opened it, then noticed the twenty-seven other keyholes and just raised his eyebrow. He tried the door, and couldn't get in, not without breaking it anyhow. So, he pushed the doorbell.
"I SWEAR IT, BRA, IF YOU DON'T STOP I'LL LOCK YOU IN THE ROOM OF SPIRIT AND TIME FOR A YEAR, AND DON'T THINK I WON'T!"
"It's not Her..." Goten called out in a tired voice.
Twenty-seven clicks later, the door opened. "Come in," she grumbled, pulling him through the door, closing it and locking it all the way back up. When Goten looked to the Balcony, he saw it was blocked by a large set of oak doors, also bearing twenty eight locks each.
"I take it she didn't leave right away?"
"No. And she came back."
"She probably came back after she came to visit me, at work," he tossed his bag aside, kicked off his shoes and flopped onto the couch.
"What'd she want from YOU, a quick lay?" Trunks crossed her arms.
"Actually, she wanted to know how good you are as a female."
Trunks turned crimson and headed into the kitchen to finish supper.
"She said something about how she's bringing lolly pops for you to teach her something tomorrow." he smirked.
Pans slammed on the stove.
"You do realise that if you teach her this, your father's going to kill you."
"He won't kill me until I've had the brat."
Goten blinked. "Brat?" He raised his eyebrows in concern.
"Child, spawn, legacy, baby, whatever," more pans slammed.
"Will it make you feel better if I told you I drugged her."
There was several moments of silence... a giggle, and Trunks's head popped out from the kitchen as she pushed an errant lock behind her ear. "You drugged her?"
"Well, when she told me about the lollypop, I got some of the organic over the counter sleeping pills, and told her that if she took two of them before she came over to visit you, it would help relax her thraot... I didn't tell her it would relax everything."
Trunks laughed, "You didn't!" She came over to stand by him, as though being closer would verify truth.
Goten shrugged, "Listen, she was bugging me at work, she wouldn't shut up, I had to do something!"
"I love you!" Trunks laughed hugging him and giving him a good kiss on the mouth before going back to the kitchen to whistle while finishing up supper.
Goten opened his eyes a moment in shock, then smirked slightly, a bit more than a smile, then headed back into the livingroom whistling.